First off, what is wrong with our school systems?
"everyone was stuck up and conceded"
I think you mean "conceited". "Conceded" is the past tense of "concede" which means to yield or grant, often reluctantly.
Notre Dame de Paris and Thou Shalt Not were pretty bad, but not the WORST productions I've ever seen. The Civil War was far worse. I also walked out of the 25th anniversary national tour of Hair that had horrendous choreography and the old-fashioned wired microphpones on stands that the cast continuously tripped on or knocked over. I left before intermission.
There was also this truly awful revue I saw of songs from the movies (the name of the show escapes me, but it is published). The most current and recognizable song was "Can You Read My Mind" from Superman. The rest were songs that forgotten after World War II from films that were forgotten after World War II. The show was to feature clips from the films projected onto a screen that was to be incorporated with the set. The best they could do was someone's big-screen TV with a VHS of whatever clips they could find in various qualities poorly edited together and played on a VCR via remote control operated by the Stage Manager. It was one of the VCR's with the wonderful on-screen displays that displayed whatever the function HUGE in the center of the screen and then smaller in the corner of the screen before actually doing said function. It was the first time I ever watched a show in which the cast was so obviously embarassed to be performing. Imagine if you will...
The two-story set recycled from Hollywood/Ukraine with a big-screen TV planted firmly in the middle.
The screen turns blue and the words "PLAY" and then "play" flashes.
The last moment of the last scene you just watched followed by a bit of static and scrambling as the tracking adjusts to the new clip.
A short nonspecific clip of part of an unrecognizable scene of an unrecognizable film involving a jungle and a man in a pith helmet.
The 4-piece "orchestra" of volunteer high school students begin playing something out of tune and in various tempos.
Cardboard cutouts of palm trees and a cauldron in which there is a girl in a blonde wig singing with two men in "native" costumes dancing about. All are singing and dancing trying desperately not to make eye contact with the audience.
One guy is wearing a short wig because the theatre decided his real hair was too long (shoulder length) and might be deemed offensive.
His wig falls off two songs before the final curtain.
The shortest curtain call known to man.
The saddest cast party outside of an onstage death occuring.
If only I didn't have friends in the cast.....
"What can you expect from a bunch of seitan worshippers?" - Reginald Tresilian
